Gage
I was sitting at my desk, going over some paperwork and orders for Hunter. The only thing I could think about was how hungry and turned on I was. Not in that order either. I could not seem to focus on anything.
I adjusted myself because my shaft and balls were straining in my pants, making me uncomfortable. I have a hard-on the size of the Eiffel Tower. Well, that is how it feels at least.
All my senses heightened when I noticed one of my favorite mouth-watering scents, right before my door opened. “Hey Coco,” that is my nickname for Angie, since her scent is coconut. I call Tasha “Peaches” for the same reason. “Where are the pups?” I looked up as she closed the door. I gulped at the sight before me. It was as if she read my mind.
She was wearing a sexy red miniskirt that bare
